The voice became smaller and smaller, and at the end of a sentence, the ending sound seemed to be swallowed in his stomach. Yan Hui looked at Xie Zhiwu's big empty eyes, and his heart throbbed for no reason.
He originally wanted to ask what the sentence he didn't hear clearly was, but when he saw her pitiful little appearance, he turned his mind and instantly understood.
"Isn't your birthday party held elsewhere? Why did you run out to celebrate your birthday alone?"
Yan Hui said softly. After the question, he realized how fascinating his voice was. Thinking about these few meetings, it seems that when facing her, he can always unconsciously relax and change. They don’t look like themselves anymore.
If this continues, he really can't guarantee what will happen.
Xie Zhiwu twisted her delicate eyebrows when she heard Yan Hui's question, and muttered to Yan Hui with dissatisfaction, "No, it's not my birthday party."
"Oh?" Yan raised his eyebrows back.
"That's not my birthday, it's not." Xie Zhiwu shook his head, grabbed Yan Hui's arm, pointed to the watch on his wrist and said to him, "Look, you see, it's one forty-three. , After twelve o'clock, today is my birthday, not yesterday, but today."
"Then why..." Then why is your birthday party held on this day, Yan Hui wanted to ask, but seeing those disappointed eyes, he couldn't bear it.
"The Song of Song is one year older than me, but our birthdays are similar. My birthday and the birthday of Song of Songs are never the same day, but my father, mother, Uncle Mo, Ella, Jingshun, and even... Do you know it, it's just that It’s a phrase, "Birthday is too early but too late." I have never had my birthday in these 17 years."
Xie Zhiwu twitched at the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly, but the smile looked in Yan Hui's eyes, and it was so distressing. He stretched out his hand and touched her head, but she was like an aggrieved kitten, and she was pillowed on his lap.
"Every banquet is the song of the song, and everyone's celebration is also for the song of the song. My birthday is obviously not here, but I have to share the sentence'Happy birthday' behind the song of the song. Wait until twelve one. Yes, it’s my birthday, but the banquet is over long ago...
I don’t have to care about it, I’m just... Yan Hui, you know, my family is very rich, really rich, there is no difference between holding one birthday party and holding two birthday parties, but they don’t think it is necessary. They thought I was not as emotional as Song, so I didn't care about it. But I am also a little girl. Girls from ordinary people will have a birthday of their own, so it doesn't matter how I am. I don’t mind following the song to celebrate her birthday, but can you guys not leave at twelve o'clock, don’t leave me alone..."
"You can spend your birthday with your friends." Yan Hui said softly, "I don't believe you have no friends."
Xie Zhiwu was lying on his lap. He couldn't see her expression. He just vaguely thought that she seemed to smile, "Of course I have friends. But what should I say, for example, you have a BMW. You feel very happy, but your friend drove a Maserati. Although you will be happy for your friend, but you will feel envied or even jealous in your heart. When you turn your head and look at your BMW, you will find that in fact That car was not that good, and you might not even be happy to drive out with your friends later. People are inferior, you see, no matter how good they are, you can't escape the word vanity."
Yan Hui was surprised, "Vanity?"
"Yes, vanity. Sometimes, women's vanity is more terrifying than men's."
"It’s not that I never thought about hosting my own birthday party with Yu Qi. When I was a child, the birthday party with Zhi Ge was organized by my parents. At that time, I always felt that if I did this, my parents would think that I was ignorant. The children of, or they may arouse their guilt. After all, they are both daughters. In this regard, they are indeed biased towards the song. Later, the birthday party of the song was bought by Mo Jingshun, and I completely became a foil , I think I can do whatever I want, but it turns out to be..."
"But you fell in love with Mo Jingyao."
When Yan Hui said this, he was indeed unwilling. But when we first met, everything about her seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't ignore it.
Xie Zhiwu really laughed when she heard this. She stood up and looked at Yan Hui, her eyes sparkling, "Yan Hui, has anyone told you that you are really smart."
Yan Hui snorted coldly.
"Yeah, I just like Mo Jingyao." Xie Zhiwu always felt that when facing Yanhui, she didn't have that strange sense of distance. He was like an old friend who had known each other for a long time and could easily hook up. She began to speak Yuwang, "So I disdain, nor dare. When I think that the birthday of Song of Songs is to love her so much that Mo Jingshun personally plans for her, I lose the courage to celebrate my own birthday. I'm afraid Being laughed at, after all, Mo Jingyao would not do this for me. You see, this is all vanity."
After all, there is still a sense of alertness. He was Wang Wu's person, and she didn't dare to reveal to him the song that Mo Jingyao actually liked.
"So I always make a wish for everyone's unfinished birthday cake by myself, without a candle. Of course, a birthday wish can only be realized by a birthday. What does it mean to be a day in advance? I think so, no wonder my wish has never been. Realized... Yan Hui, I think it’s really ironic. You see, one day, my birthday is just one day later than the song, but the price is, I can’t celebrate my birthday, I can’t realize my wish, even Sometimes I think, is it just because I'm late for this day, I can't let the person I love love me?"
In the eyes of Yan Hui, Xie Zhiwu is the kind of person who has lived under the tens of thousands of people in Jinduidui since childhood, like her, who is always energetic and energetic, occasionally reveals this. This frustrated and depressed look really made him accept his incompetence. Just a glance at it made him feel very awkward.
So without thinking about it, he took her little hand and said, "Follow me."
Xie Zhiwu regained consciousness a little, and was stunned for the obvious plot of the novel. Follow me, what a wonderful three words, except that the person who said it was not what she thought, but was an enemy comrade who met for the second time.
"What... Why go?" she asked dumbly.
Yan Hui glanced at her contemptuously, and for a moment seemed to snoop into those little thoughts in her heart, "Isn't it your birthday today? Let me celebrate your birthday."
When Xie Zhiwu recovered almost completely, she and Yan Hui were already in the speeding car and didn't know where they were going. Xie Zhiwu looked at Yan Hui's side face, thinking about the things that she had been talking about while taking advantage of the alcohol. He couldn't help but screamed and covered his face.
Yan Hui laughed, "Finally sober?"
Xie Zhiwu didn’t lift his head either, "Go away, get away, get away, Yan Hui, you despicable villain, I know where you are so kind, but I didn’t expect you to be so shameless to eavesdrop on other people’s inner monologues. !"
"Eavesdrop? Inner monologue?" Yan Hui was obedient and didn't turn his head to look at her. "Have you ever seen someone whose inner monologue is for use? Can you hear it loud enough to reach a radius of ten meters?"
Xie Zhiwu was stunned.
"Ten meters in radius?" Yan turned back and nodded.
"Can you hear it clearly?" Yan Hui nodded again.
"Oh Mika!" Xie Zhiwu stopped cooking completely this time. The night life in G City is not distinguished from high or low. There were at least thirty or fifty people in the stall just now. It's okay to say if you don't know her, if there is one. Recognizing her, she won't have to hang around in G City in this life.
After all, a woman wearing a low-cut little gown alone at a beer stand late at night is very eye-catching.
Yan Hui glanced around quietly, looking at the wailing little man holding his head, he was very happy. If his emotions can be conveyed to Xie Zhiwu's heart at this moment, he is sure that she will immediately pounce on him-strangle him to death.
Xie Zhiwu roared all the way with regret, until Yan Hui dragged her out of the car, still immersed in her own sad emotions and couldn't extricate herself.
Yan Hui walked to a shop similar to a shop and knocked on the door. After a while, someone opened the door inside. Xie Zhiwu looked up and found that the person was actually the big white pig from last time.
"Brother, everything you want is ready, Yang Zi will take it out later."
Yan Hui nodded, Da Bai Zhu glanced at Xie Zhiwu, and Xie Zhiwu felt his endless grievances at that glance, so he had to smile and wave his little hand, "Hello, Da Bai Zhu."
The big white pig turned black.
Yan Hui was stunned for a second and laughed, until Yang Zi came out carrying a big bag and a box. He looked at Yan Hui, whispered "Brother", looked at Xie Zhiwu, blushed, and lowered his head shyly.
Xie Zhiwu gave Yang Zi a surprised look. Last time he had yellow hair on his head and various cross-crotch pants and holes, which made her think he was born with a wretched monkey cheek. I didn't know that this time Yang Zi was dyed back to black hair in his normal casual clothes, and he looked like a white and tender little Zhengtai.
"Hi." She waved to him.
Yang Zi heard the voice raising his head, and saw Xie Zhiwu looking at him with bright eyes. He was shy again. He didn't even have time to respond to others' greetings, and hid behind the big white pig, invisibly letting Xie Zhiwu slumped.
Xie Zhiwu reluctantly retracted the appearance of Grandma Wolf, and gave Yan angrily. The man kept laughing until he took the things in Yang Zi's hand and looked at her shriveled appearance, and laughed more happily.
"Aren't you afraid that you will let go by accident if you don't have time to breathe?!"
Yan turned back, but opened his grin even more, "Just don't let go of your hand!"
The two of them quarreled all the way back to the front of the car. When they got into the car, Yang Zi suddenly summoned the courage to call her. Xie Zhiwu turned his head and saw the delicate young Zhengtai, under the moonlight, with a small red face, he looked at her carefully, and stammered to her, "Happy birthday, birthday!"
Xie Zhiwu looked at him blankly for more than ten seconds before reacting. The expression on her face changed from the initial disdain when she quarreled with Yan back to faintly moved. In the end, her eyes became more and more curved, and finally she looked at Yang Zi with a grin and said, " Thank you." (to be continued) (end of this chapter)